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It seems today that happiness is in short supply. But is there a way to make our own joy, even in the hardest of circumstances?

While Christos Tsiolkas’ Damascus molests the New Testament in multiple ways, we’re also confronted with some vital truths.

Are human beings made up of one part or two?

What if you could post a photo of who you are, not what you look like? Would you "like" that photo?